Going home

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We were trapped
In a building
A building engulfed in flames
Collapsing around us
Falling apart
Where we stood
We exchange looks
Looks of sadness
Looks of fear
We knew deep down
There was only
One way out
A broken window
He took my hand
And counted
1
2
3
We'd jumped
We were falling
Down
Down
But we were free
And to go up
You must go down
As we're falling
I close my eyes
I don't scream
I'm not afraid
And neither is he
We knew
We were going home.

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